I meet your other wife, the one
who lives in your home country:

she sits on the flowered couch
in your living room and glares

at me. Her hair is long and brilliant:
it shimmers like TV hair, like its own

advertisement. The room fills
up with women, all wearing short

clingy dresses, all showing abundant
fluttering cleavage. The TV shouts

Latin music, classic guitars
and pipes. There’s no glass

in the windows, no bars, and I
can see glossy leaves outside

the size of small aircraft. The air
is full of waving black and yellow

wings—birds sing to each other
in whistling cat calls. I smell

something dirty and sweet decaying
outside. I wonder where you are,

if you are hiding again in the closet
with your whiskey and beer.

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CHRISTINE HAMM is a PhD candidate in English Literature, specializing in 20th century poetics. She won the MiPoesias First Annual Chapbook Competition with her manuscript, Children Having Trouble with Meat. Her poetry has been published in The Adirondack Review, Pebble Lake Review, Women's Studies Quarterly, Lodestar Quarterly, Poetry Midwest, Rattle, and many others. She has been nominated twice for a Pushcart Prize, and she teaches English at CUNY. She has performed all over the country, and was one of the featured poets in the Poetic Voices Festival of Hartnell College. The Transparent Dinner, her book of poems, was published by Mayapple Press in 2006 and her second book, Saints & Cannibals, came out in March 2010. Christine is the editor of the anthology, Like a Fat Gold Watch: creative/critical works inspired by Sylvia Plath, and was a runner-up to the Poet Laureate of Queens.

3 responses to “Green Card Dream”

  1. Enjoyed this, Christine. “Shimmers like TV hair” is particularly evocative.

  2. Christine says:

    Thanks so much, Litsa! I’m a big fan of your work.

  3. Roxane Stafford says:

    Vivid imagery, it transported me.

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